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Did you hear about the census worker found hanging in the Daniel Boone with "FED" written on his chest? Sara and I hadn't, so I invited her to come visit the forest with me and my classmates. She was THRILLED to hear about the story when we were wandering around the Daniel Boone in a state vehicle. THRILLED.
Mind you, we were in Red River Gorge, which is part of the National Forest but a few counties away from where the man died.
Also, we were in a state MINIVAN. A Ford Windstar. Who would murder eight mildly hysterical twenty-somethings in a Windstar? I mean, plenty of people would WANT to murder eight mildly hysterical twenty-somethings, Windstar or not, but still.
How are you guys today? I'm on a cleaning binge today, mostly because I've been feeling MISERABLY allergic for a couple weeks now. I'm allergic mostly to cat dander and dust mites, and apparently these things don't just go away. They just sort of pile up. I'm afraid to wait on cleaning much longer, because pretty soon the dander and mites will outweigh me. So I'm cleaning. While my roommates are at a teaparty. Douchebags. Shoulda left you both stranded in the boondocks in a government minivan.
(and since i have to mention the cat, guess what. he's a little shit. i still love him, but he's a little shit. i absolutely cannot wait for him to be a boring, mellowed-out adult. he's already pretty big and super strong, but he's still got his kitten mischief and energy. bad. combo.)
Mind you, we were in Red River Gorge, which is part of the National Forest but a few counties away from where the man died.
Also, we were in a state MINIVAN. A Ford Windstar. Who would murder eight mildly hysterical twenty-somethings in a Windstar? I mean, plenty of people would WANT to murder eight mildly hysterical twenty-somethings, Windstar or not, but still.
How are you guys today? I'm on a cleaning binge today, mostly because I've been feeling MISERABLY allergic for a couple weeks now. I'm allergic mostly to cat dander and dust mites, and apparently these things don't just go away. They just sort of pile up. I'm afraid to wait on cleaning much longer, because pretty soon the dander and mites will outweigh me. So I'm cleaning. While my roommates are at a teaparty. Douchebags. Shoulda left you both stranded in the boondocks in a government minivan.
(and since i have to mention the cat, guess what. he's a little shit. i still love him, but he's a little shit. i absolutely cannot wait for him to be a boring, mellowed-out adult. he's already pretty big and super strong, but he's still got his kitten mischief and energy. bad. combo.)